As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

Even though the undead general's blood shadow had already punched out and engulfed the young man, it was ultimately unable to extinguish the flames that had already flowed out, nor could it stop the ice from being torn apart.

“Retreat! Retreat…!”

The army of thousands of people was like being stuck in a huge quagmire, sinking into the lake in large groups.

Not to mention saving them, even the ice under the Undead General's feet began to break. He stood up and jumped, but was a step too late and fell into the lake.

Looking from the sky, the lake looked like a broken puzzle, but more of it was the light blue water that swallowed the undead.

If a human army fell into an icy lake in the cold winter, most of them would probably be killed or injured.

Even the undead, who are not afraid of the severe cold, can crawl out of the lake alive.

However, when the Undead General reorganized his army and looked at the broken ice lake, it was already dawn.

There is no doubt that they have no chance of catching up with Jon Snow.

As the rear guard knight, the boy completed his mission perfectly.

The Undead General sighed deeply.

"It's a pity that your body was not found."

"Otherwise, if I convert you into my clan, you will definitely add a powerful warrior to my demon clan."

Recalling that moment, the young man showed no fear at all, as if he didn't know what death was. Even the Undead General couldn't help but recall the glorious days when he was still a human being, and was deeply shocked by the courage that belongs only to humans.

"Rest in peace, Roy Ironblad. You are worthy of the name Iron Blood."

At the same time, the sky in the distance.

The young man wrapped in a blanket on the back of the golden-winged griffin suddenly sneezed.

"Tsk, why do I feel so bad? Is that guy cursing me?" Roy rubbed his nose and muttered to himself.

"Brother, don't you light a fire first to cool down? I'm really afraid you'll freeze to death!" [Cheese] couldn't help but ask.

"No, no, besides, warming myself by the fire will only tell the enemy that I'm still alive. Just fly your way."

Going head-on with a powerful demon at Sequence 5, whose bloodline is still civilized, and a horde of thousands of undead, is unwise no matter how you look at it, and is simply courting death.

But it is not difficult to slow them down.

A single strike from [Ashes of Destruction] was enough to blast open the entire ice lake and completely drag the army into the lake.

The only drawback of this method is that you will fall into it yourself.

Unless one is like the undead, or an ice or fire-type transcendent who can withstand the severe cold, no matter whether it is a human or a demon, even a mid-level transcendent will lose half his life if he falls into the extremely cold ice lake.

Just kidding, a winter swim is okay.

If you really fall into the lake and then climb out and walk against the snow and wind, you won't go far before you're frozen into a popsicle.

However, with the [Avoid Cold] on, this life-threatening extreme cold is just like a cold shower to him.

To be honest, this level is not even as cold as the chill that Mr. Jon Snow felt when his blood was disordered!

Roy had not expected to duel with the Undead General, but it was a good thing to test the guy's strength so as to find his flaws in the next decisive battle.

[Warning! Progress has been made in detecting the fate-defying node! Every choice you make will change your fate, so choose carefully! Keep up the good work!]

[Current Fate-Defying Node Snow Wolf]

[Lionheart Defiance Progress]: 30%

[Reward]: Fate Reversal Point +1

Looking at the outline of the town in the distance illuminated by the morning light, Roy's spirits were lifted.

The fate-defying node was completed, and Jon Snow was completely out of trouble.

But this is not enough.

He wanted to completely change the tragic ending of the original work where the silver-haired girl was buried in the snow.

The next step is to recapture Snowwind Castle.

Chapter 106 Fortunately, Roy is dead

"I want to see Sal!"

"He was supposed to be responsible for dealing with Roy, but where is he now? He's not even in Snowwind Castle!"

In the Lord's Hall of Snow Wind Castle, Winter suppressed his anger and asked questions.

The remaining cultists looked at each other in confusion, and finally, a response came: "Your Highness, Lord Thrall has returned to silence."

This one sentence silenced the imperial prince on the spot.

He covered his face and tried to lash out several times, but looking at the stiff, wooden expressions of the cultists, he knew yelling at them was pointless. In the end, he could only sigh deeply.

Trash! All trash!

What [School of Necromancer], what [Witcher], all those solemn promises, and this is the result?

Is it so hard to kill a brat? What's the point of you?!

"Your Highness, please don't worry too much," the guard knight beside him advised, "At least you have taken Snowwind Castle now."

"Indeed. Now it all depends on those demons."

If the Sequence 5 demon general and the elite undead army are ambushed properly, Jon Snow will have no way to escape.

Winter's only worry was that the other party would accidentally kill Jon Snow, which would be a huge loss.

It's not just the possessiveness of Jon Snow, but also because the royal family needs Jon Snow's bloodline, and uses the daughter of the Border Duke as a scapegoat for colluding with the enemies of mankind.

Just at this moment, the Undead General led a group of undead back to the hall.

Without bothering to exchange pleasantries, Winter quickly asked, "Where's Jon Snow? You didn't kill her, did you?"

"No, she's still alive." The Undead General replied in a muffled voice.

The silver-haired prince's expression eased slightly, but he heard the other party add, "Jon Snow led his army to escape."

"......ah?"

Winter's expression was completely dull, and his heart sank to the bottom.

"It's all because of a knight named Roy. He paid for this with his life."

Winter's mood eased a little after hearing the news of Roy's death.

Idiot. Even if you could win Jon Snow's heart, wouldn't you still end up like this, never being able to have her again?

This is what happens when you become my enemy!

After laughing twice, Winter quickly came to his senses and felt a headache.

According to the plan, the Undead General should stop Jon Snow and the representatives of the border nobles. Even if he cannot capture Jon Snow alive, he must severely damage her and the border nobles.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Winter issued another statement, accusing Jon Snow of colluding with the demons and the cult. In the name of the royal family, he claimed justice and raised an army to fight against the traitor.

If it weren't for Roy, Jon Snow wouldn't have been able to escape, and even if he could, he would have paid a huge price. But now, everything has deviated from the original script.

This stinky brat wants to disgust him again even after he dies!

Fortunately, this is the last time.

Winter suppressed his anger, displayed the dignity of a royal family, and looked at the undead generals sitting below him: "Thank you all for your help."

"But now, I'm afraid I have to ask you to leave as soon as possible. The Imperial Family doesn't want to have anything to do with you openly."

Jon Snow will definitely unite the border nobles to retake Snowwind Fort in the name of fighting against human traitors.

The demons have completed their planned roles, so Winter naturally wants to distance himself from them as much as possible.

However, the response he received was a resolute and cold: "I refuse."

"What did you say?"

"I refuse to withdraw. Your Highness, we will garrison Snowwind Castle and help you fight off Snow Andrews's army. At the same time, we will set up a new magic circle to welcome the arrival of the Undead King. So, Your Highness, you don't have to worry."

After the trance, there was unexpected anger.

"Don't be ridiculous, you think I will allow..."

"I don't need your permission."

Swords are unsheathed and spells are cast.

The undead and the royal guards drew their swords against each other and used their abilities.

But the Undead General's sword had already been placed on Winter's neck before the rising coldness.

Although he was clearly in a lower position, the Undead General looked down upon those of lower rank with contempt.

The Royal Guards numbered only a few thousand, and he himself was only Sequence 6.

Knowing he was no match for his opponent, Winter was furious, but he could only patiently say, "This is different from what we agreed on!"

"The plan has changed, hasn't it? The [Wizard] is dead. Without his necromancy, our demon army can't return to the demon world. In that case, we might as well make some use of it."

The royal family, the cultists, and the demons were originally a three-way check and balance situation.

In human society, the imperial power has a crushing advantage over the cultists, so Winter is not afraid of Thrall's rebellion. Thrall also masters the magic of the dead and can decide whether the demons stay in the human world, so Winter feels at ease to bring the demons into the world.

It was not until now that Winter realized that without Thrall, he would not be able to suppress the demons, and the demons' appetite was far from as simple as planned.

It would be fine to introduce a few thousand demons.

Can we welcome the King of the Undead? Introduce a high-level transcendent?

Could it be that they want to destroy the [Desperate Line]...

Thinking of this, Winter felt a chill down his spine.

If things really develop to that point, not only the empire, but the entire human race will be seriously threatened.

"Do you think the Winter Empire will agree?!" Winter shouted angrily, mustering up the courage.

The only response he got was a sneer.

As the Undead General said, humans allow meaninglessness.

No conqueror cares about the permission of the conquered.

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Further south of Xuefeng Fort, the climate gradually warmed up and the cold current gradually disappeared. The people living on the border settled in the livable area of ​​Heze, thus forming the present-day Jingfeng City.

This is also the only place on the border of the entire empire that is not disturbed by the cold wind. It is also the largest city on the border, with tens of thousands of garrisons, providing logistics and support for border castles everywhere.

Today, Quiet Wind City has perfectly fulfilled its mission and become the best safe haven for Jon Snow and others.

The soldiers rested and recuperated here, while the civilians were grateful for having escaped the disaster.

However, the silver-haired girl in the room was looking out the window with a look of deep melancholy on her face.

Even with her brows lowered, her lips pursed, and her injured left arm still bandaged, the girl's face was as beautiful and tranquil as the snow, like a stunning ice sculpture crafted by nature.

However, her distraught appearance inevitably caused heartache to those who cared about her.

The Silver Wolf squatted beside her dejectedly. The old earl wanted to say something several times but stopped himself, not knowing how to cheer her up.

First it was Snowwind Castle, then Roy. The successive blows could not be healed by a few words from others.

But at this moment, the city gates rose, and a team of Winter Guards entered the city.

That is the rear guard unit.

The silver-haired girl's brows trembled, and before the Silver Wolf could stand up and the old earl looked up, she had already stood up and rushed to the city gate impatiently.

It was not the first time that she wanted to find the black-haired boy among the troops that arrived later.

But this time, she was still disappointed.

The old count and his wife embraced each other, and the comrades laughed and scolded each other, rejoicing at the reunion.

Jon Snow gave a slight nod, offering his condolences to everyone.

But after that, until everyone had passed through the city gate and until the gate slowly closed, there was still no sign of the black-haired boy.

Amid the greetings and laughter of the reunion, only the girl's sigh disappeared with the snow wind.